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Rise of the Horde

Xiao Chen was once a great soldier of Huaxia known for his strange, unique but effective tactics and plans during operations. He would always assume command and orchestrate highly-dangerous missions and would lead his unit to success. He was known for being a great commander which made his military rank soar, from being a young lieutenant freshly graduate from the academy to becoming one of the youngest general that Huaxia had ever seen. Sadly though his military career was cut short when he was deeply involved in the older generals politics. He died a tragic death when he was murdered by the men who he trusted so much and considered his brothers. His soul wandered through the river of time and space still seeking vengeance and was soon swallowed up by a swirling light. He soon found himself in the body of a monster or that's what others consider him to be. He had a hulking figure pack with muscles,towering nearly 7ft tall, a pair thick tusks jutting out from his mouth and lupine ears along with the great desire for battle welling up inside him. He begins his new journey as a green hulking monster or an orc as what his kind was called, a monster born for war and lived for war.

Draejon · Militar
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453 Chs

Chapter 406

The sun beat down upon the Burning Sands, a vast expanse of scorching grains of sand that stretched as far as the eye could see. The wind, a constant companion in this unforgiving land, whispered tales of ancient battles and forgotten heroic tales of the past, its voice a haunting melody that echoed through the canyons of sand. But today, the wind carried a different song, a requiem of despair that filled the air with a palpable sense of dread.

 

 

The Ereian army, once a confident force that came to deal with the orcs, now huddled in defeat, their ranks thinned by the carnage of the first battle. The orcish horde, a savage tide of flesh and iron, had crashed upon their defenses, leaving a trail of shattered armor, broken spears, and the haunting silence of fallen comrades. The once-mighty Ereian soldiers, their faces etched with the scars of battle and the fear of defeat, struggled to hold onto their fading hope.